I've seen the fall of Acre I've seen many brave men die At the slaughter at the Horns of Hattin For days you could see the vultures fly I've crossed many lands I've engaged in many wars For this symbol on my chest I've slaughtered many hordes In countless battles I've took part I've stood beside the Lionheart Past every grain of sand I've trod In this land there is no god My chain mail is heavy on me This is not a war of chivalry The only thing sacred lies in my hand My sword, will reap this land
I am infidel My blade is sharp and clean I am infidel I am War Machine
I trudge in these sands, I've been blown apart I've followed the footsteps of the Lionheart IEDs and insurgent attacks Fatalities rise, armor burnt black Called me up, they know my creed I am the first to fight, the first to bleed I'm not here for god or gold Only to kill and reap souls
I am infidel Locked and Loaded my bore is clean I am infidel I am a War MachineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
